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Etc again those tappy bo
Of Christmas times of long ago!
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4Z2. VUTUN NCVWU'tk UNION
OIIN WILSON'S boy coul
liuve whatever lie wanted
but bin father hud forgot
ten something. When Mr
Wilson wus a boy himselj
lie lute often lingered h)
I lie linker's woudow un bit!
way to school nuil resolve i
tliat when be bud becotiu
ninn and had made his fort un ,
he would buy out the baker am.'!
tare all the pie be wanted; but
w, Willi all bis money and nil
5s tnnnbood be bud lost bis tuste foi
fir and could push the linker's n1ii
arilliout noticing tbe t'mp( inif dl.splu.v.
Br. Wilson bud forgotten that.
It wiiN plain tlcit be bad forgotten
for be bud taken John Junior down
to tbe great store on l'enrl' street ant!
td told Ii i in that be could have foi
Christmas celehrutiou anything oi
everything tluil be saw there, and
irticn bis sou bud looked tiling ovei
rsitier curclcss'y without wanting any
thing, he bad been surprised. The fuel
fun, however, that Junior, like till
fullier, bud already bad too much to
ire anything further. Junior hud
.sever known whut it. Is to be hungry
iilliout Niipily. He bad never even
tad to cry for things. He had lived
.!' r an culpouriug cornucopia from
first gold spoon nil the way on,
riltiniit the Joy of limiting a enrt out
tf two wheels, an axle and n board,
m a beiihouse with tbe remains of a
ninety of old packing boxes. So that
wits very dillieiilt, indeed, to devisu
new sensation for young Wilson or
ttmlte u new desire.
With the posturing group of enter
tamers performing on the snow-cov-rrvi
lawn before tbe bouse, however,
4t was tlifferent. They struck attl
fiN. formed Hgiires, rhused each
Mlicr about, mid gave their whole pro
fit m of tulilettii with an eye on the
following collection and under tbe In
tpinitlon of tbe hope that it would bo
largu one. They'd never outgrown a
Ik1i or known tbe full satisfaction of
cie, their appetites were Hlwiiyn keen,
UnQCtd
aud their enjoyment of their small
portion of fortunes favors was greut
ft than all tbe fun thut John Wilson
and his son together could get out
T life.
The entertainment did brlnz one
te thing Into the rich monotony of
k Wilson household, however thut
T giving a Christmas party to some
alio would sppreclut It aud of thus
burning a new experience for theuv
aelvea, '
Tbe tableau performers were the
4rt to receive Invitations, and tbey
e authorised to each Invite Ove of
anefcr tfrteiMJa, -o that tbe company
at gstkMwl al the Wllauu party was
gj
by tha Baker1 Window.
a large, as well na a motley one. The
selection of tbe presents bad Riven
Junior a midden and new Interest and
pleasure lit the big store, for the
choosing of gifts for others was a
novelty to him. and anticipation of
rhelr lmppy surprises bad filled his
mind with gladness. It was with a
real welcome and a hearty hnndshake
that lie greeted bis guests.
At first the company was rather
overwhelmed by the splendors of tlm
Wilson house. Its rich furnishings
and dazzling lights made such con
trasts that the boys and girls felt out
of plnce nnil conspicuous. But after
tbe unwinding of the cobweb,' the
strands of which led each one to n
hidden gift, and when the games bad
made them forgetful of themselves,
the joy of It all got Into their feet and
mnde them dance, the delight of It
nil made them sing, and they gathered
about the big Christmas tree that
beamed and twinkled In a corner of
the parlor with an eager expectancy
that made Junior a very hnppy Santa
Claus, as he distributed his favors.
Then, when the table had been cleored
of its dainty refreshments, the lender
said that they wanted to give some
A Little Girl Responded.
Indoor tableaux for their hosts before
they went.
So be culled first for Madame Jlel
ba, and a little girl responded with
all tbe aplomb of a prima donna.
Then Siguor Caruso assumed a kingly
uttltuile and looked upon the assembly
with as much as he could assume of
dignity. lie was followed by Sir Har
ry Lauder, who added to his posture a
verse of "It's Nice to Get Vp in the
Morning." This seemed to suggest
the Idea of going to bed first, and
there was whispering about return
ing home, hut one of the guests said
Hiey must hnve a song from San
ta Onus before they went. This
rather ularmed Junior at first, but he
rose to It with a line or two from "Old
King Cole Was a Merry Obi Soul,"
which satisfied the demand. Then
they nil joined bunds In a ring and
dung the Christmas carol, "Away in a
Manner," and so ended the Wilson
party.
As the happy shouts lingered on
the Christmas wind the Wilson family
presented a tableau themselves. Mr.
Wilson stood by the window, looking
after the departing children. Junior
seemed arrested In the act of giving
uwoy the Joy of the Christmas tree,
while bis mother paused by the table
that gleumed with silver, seeming to
feel ugaln a forgotten gladness. The
party left such un Imprint upon the
Wilsons' heurts thut they have never
since tried to have a Christmas to
themselves.
(I GIVE PHOTOGRAPHS
ft
& tv't ni,,d w,,ut yur Iool
4i Ing-glass tella you I She la
X prejudiced lu your favor aud
f. she'll cherish your photogrupb
jtf und tell you It doesn't really
h quite do you Justice, So have
S it taken aud give It to her for
i. Christmas. The camera baa
W stood many a shock and will
Ji doubtless stand niuny wore to
3j come.
again the old-time
AM to (he old-time homes of
And hand Jd hand, and heart to
And Dvelgain the joyous hopes
be
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every rick
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i aaolLcr CLristhias comes. We
And so
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WMe f hos'Jy; fbrms of childhood's friends troop in and fill the room.
No words wejspeaL-To memory's view come visions thick and fjL
And foranioiir we live again the dear days of the past Qfg
kpM time the tide of life turns hack, Msl
r Ana on its ebbing flow
voi Ve glide' again through golden miurs"" ' J--
Of Qristmas times of long ago! " ..
1(IIIIMI!IIIIIII1?MllftI!Ilttlll1IIIIMl!tlllir--
A JOLLY
SCRAP-BOOK
By MARTHA B. THOMAS
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JOLLY scrap-books for children who
are unfortunate in being 111 iu hos
pitals at Christmas time or In any
other place, for that mutter may be
made of bright-colored advertisements
pnsted on cloth. Dark-green cambric
makes an excellent background. If It
Is cut In rectungles of 18 inches by 13
and folded once through the center of
the longest side, you huve then four
lurge pages for your hook. Three of
these rectangles make a respectable
showing and give enough space for
many pictures.
The brighter advertisements the bet
ter, and if yon can think of a funny
name to paste underneath each one,
the children will squeal with delight.
Sometimes variation may be gained by
cutting the pictures in outline, If the
figures ore large enough. Covers of
magazines often afford good material.
A pretty cover for your book may be
arranged by cutting small squares Into
triangles, using the gummed paper
To DecoraU Christmas Scrap-Book.
Christinas ribbon of different colors.
furnished at all stores lu the holiday
season. Uet as broad a ribbon as pos
sible, cut It to make a squure, then cut
the square diagonally, I. e., from corner
to corner. You will then have four
triangles of equal size. Cut nnotber
square of smaller size In tbe same way.
giving you four additional triangles.
These eight pieces can then be ar
ranged as fancy dictates to make a
decoration In the center of your cover.
Oue such simple urrungemeut Is shown.
Of course these triangles need to be
moistened und stuck ou the cover ac
cording to the plitu of your design.
Raisin Fluff.
Two cupfuls sugar, H cupful water.
1 stlOly beaten egg white, V cupful
chopped rulslns, H cupful - chopped
walnut nieuts, 14 tenspoonful vanilla.
Iloll sugar and wuter until It threads
when dropped fom the tip of a siioon.
l'our on beaten egg white and beut
until It holds Its shape. Add raisins,
nuts, salt and vanilla. Mix well. Drop
from teaspoon on puruftlue paper and
set aside until cold.
Buttermilk for the Fact. ,
Buttermilk Is a good substitute for a
more costly fuce preparation. It it
dry on. then massage In to correct tbe
drawing tundeucy and make the skin
SOft ' :
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paths; the oIoMime friends well meet;
youth well (rip with merry feet
heart, well tread youth's
we Bved in other&n
r- f W - rZ-0 A
Afl
a memory brings
times of long
linger in the gloom -a Zh
TKe Ckristmas
Fur Coat
(IB, 1&23, Weitero Newipiper Union.)
NO ONE could understand the will.
The old lady was even eccentric
In tbe way she left her money. Among
the many personal possessions she
bad mentioned had been that of her
beautiful Russian sable fur coat,
worth well Into the thousands of dol
lars. Tills she bad left to the old
woman who had brought eggs to them
from the country. It wa sto be given to
the egg woman on the first Christmas
after the old lady's death, and every
Christmas after that , she was to be
given the Interest on a sum of money,
the principal of which was. to be given
to her when she reuched a certain age,
or before if she became ill.
"It'a all very sensible except why
in the world did grannie leave that
wonderful fur coat to that egg wom
an?" her grandchildren remarked.
"Why, she won't know what to do
with it. She's perfectly happy with
an old ulster and a good warm
sweater." .
But they did not fall to carry out
what their grandmother hud wished,
even though they could not under,
stand. "
Never was such a Christmas pres
ent received, and never was there such
joy, for fairy tales had come true In a
great aur mighty swoop, and she, who
had fancied never throughout her en
tire lite to wear anything on her back
that was luxurious, now gloried In her
coat. And every week she went about
selling eggs, so huppy in wearing the
superb cout. For, old gruudie had,
understood more than any of them
knew!
Marshmallow Fudge.
- If your marshmallows get a little
stale before using up, try ' making
marshmallow fudge. Put two cups
granulated sugar and one cup milk in
a saucepan and let the mixture come
to a boll. Add one square and a naif
chocolate, grated, and two tablespoon
fills butter.- Cook about ten minutes,
then remove from the fire and beat
until tbe fudge gets rather stiff, but
not so stiff thut Jt will not pour easily.
Break marshmnllows Into several
pieces, place in the bottom of a dish
und pour the fudge over them. , .
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A l(ll. VtSTHN NIVSfirU UNION
ORACK had always loved
Hilda. In the old days
they bad written letters to
2 Santa ciaus togeiuer. nor
gether and Hilda was only
elevea when Horace first
,Vijj proposed to her.
Hilda promisea io marry
Horace when she grew up If he'd give
her plenty of hot buttered popcorn and
Christmas candy elephants in the
meantime. It waa a strain on Hor
ace's slender allowance and It wag not
always easy to get candy elephants,
but he succeeded on the whole.
There was something so nice about
Hilda. She never made remarks as
some girls did, -and men too, for that
matter, which were so annoying.
When she rang up on the telephone
she did not say "Guess who's talking,
now, ' Just guess," and disguise her
voice. She always considered wheth
er a person might not very easily be
busy, and so did not have what some
considered a little Joke. .
There were somo kinds of people
Horace couldn't endure. There were
those who said, for example: "If the
lightning is going to strike you, it's
going to strike you. It's absurd to
say you're afraid of It."
Tben there were those who would
say in answer to a query about the
temperature of the ocean and Its con
dition for swimming:
The water? Why, the water's wet."
And then--expectert hlra to laugh.
There were those who would say
"How come," and expected to be put
tn a bright class, as though they'd said
something startllngly original.
Then there were those who sent pic
ture postcards of foreign places when
Had Written Santa Letters Together.
they , really posted them from New
York and Chicago and Seattle and
Hohokus, New Jersey, and hoped that
they could fool the receiver of the
Iiostcarda that 'thtse cards had not
been at one time gilts to thein
: And he did dislike those who would
say to him after he hud had his last
year's suit nicely sponged and pressed,
"How that has worn t - It has certain
ly done you good service, aud It doesn't
look bud at that I"
But especially he disliked and felt
is though he could almost choke those
who were given to telling others to
count their blessings, . while they
moaned and groaned and whined and
whimpered themselves at all times
Hid. about all things, ' , , .,
- These were bis special aversions,
gt Hilda wus different .Hilda never
b'rred. Hilda was '. always sweet
.riMu;;h Hilda did not, or bad not as
vet.ugreed to marry him, aud oe bad
uked tor many , a time.
The second time Horace bad pro
.losvdi had been when Hilda waa six.
teen and they were sitting out tbe sup.
per dance at one of tbe Christmas hoi.
Uloy parties. Horace e two years
ildr tuan'UUda. ,
m
Oi -
"I couldn't marry you," Hilda hod
said, "as you are really nothing but
child. I need a man more ray ob
mental equal."
"But you're two years younger thfJ.
I am," Horace had protested.
"True," Hilda bad admitted, "but a
woman Is always so much older than
a man." Hilda called herself a worn,
an from the time she was sixteen until
she was twenty-one.
Again and again Horace proposed.
IIIlclu always put him off, but she al
ways seemed to come back to him. af
ter each worrisome flirtation. Per
sistency and devotion were Horace's
strong points, and every Christmas al
he took her the yellow rosebuds, which
wag his choice of a Christmas bouquet,
be proposed anew. It was Horace's
annual declaration I
Hilda loved the flowers the rose
buds were always so pretty and Hor
ace had so much taste. Always in the
center waa a spray of holly, and they
were tied with gay red ribbon. And
Hilda Always Put Him Off.
fit
Hilda cared for Horace, too. But not
enough, not quite enough.
When Hilda was twenty-five she al
most yielded. Someone had that day
asked Hilda her age. She had candid
ly admitted Bhe was twenty-nve.
Later In the afternoon she' had
heard that "if Hilda admitted t twenty-five
she must at least be thlrty-twO
Hilda felt old then, dlscouragffl. Eiif1'
she didn't quite accept Hornet).
From then on Hilda's age tens very
uncertain. Horace was feartuL lest
at first HHUu drop a yeur every ytirjjL?,
She could never claim eighteen, or
even tweuty, even though she was very
young In appearance,' buffllugiy so.
Hilda had been thirty for the past
three years now, and still Horace was
around.'admlrlng her, loving her, more
nnd more all the time.
j But the strain had almost been too
J much. Horace bad loved Hilda a very
I long time. Hilda bad taken a long
' time alone to become thirty. Ha
would ask her once more to marry ..
him, then he would go away, never to
return be told himself draraatlcully.
"Hilda," he said to ber as be gave
ner the Christmas bouquet for the
well, lie wouldn't keep track of the
number of times eri in bis mind
"I've told you how It Is. I must know
finally, touight. I can't bear this any
longer. ,
"Won't you marry me, my darling?
Right away, without any more wait
ing? Can't we start out the new year
together?"
"Can't we my darling?"
And at last Horace knew bliss.
Shyly, sweetly, cllnglngly, and with
such slow yielding awakening Hlld
was In his arms, and as she lifted her
Hps to his she murmured:
"And you'll take care of me, won't
you, Horace? And always be good to
me? For I'm only a Child, Horace
dear, and I mustn't I mustn't ever bsj
disillusioned.'
, And Horace was Oiled with Christ
mas charity. He did not tell her of
the time a good many years back
now when she had told him he waa
too young ror her I ,
Tor one thing, he was too nappy. S"
And for another he didn't tblnW-
agea amounted to anything anyway.
Everyone was as old or as young as
they wanted to be! ,
Besides, at last Hilda had consented -
to marry him. He could afford ChrlstMf"
bum charity. . , I v ,,.. T
For he was HUM with Chrlatmu
cheer and great sad wonderful, hap-
tineas. ;